leap at the elf from behind at any moment. He carefully moved his hand with the sword checking his grip and ability to manoeuvre in the confined space.
-Who's there James?- came suddenly from somewhere in the back room.-What is it?- From between the shelves at the back of the shop emerged an unusually tall man with the figure of a blacksmith and, judging by the slight burns, just such a trade. He had a long, thick and tousled dark chestnut beard and the same hair. His blackened eyes made him seem not so much tired as crushed by something. Draco tensed up more and slowly turned towards his other opponent. He silently let out a breath and began to shift his gaze from the elf to the other man.
-Darius!- The huge man spoke up, tilting his head.- Aaaa... Darius!- A smile lit up the giant's face as he moved towards the mage with outstretched arms.- I thought you hadn't returned from Dagos yet!- He passed the slightly confused elf and locked Bleist in a bear hug.-I'm glad you came!- Thundered the blacksmith patting the mage on the back with a powerful hand.-You're lucky, because just today my two sons are with me! They haven't seen you for a long time!- He roared in such a way that he could probably be heard in the whole neighbourhood.
-Matheo...- Darius mouthed as he tried to free himself from the powerful arms of the armourer.- Could you?- The wizard exclaimed pointing at his friend's hands, and the slightly surprised blacksmith released him and patted him on the back once more, and the deafening echo of the impact was carried around the shop. Bleist shuddered from the force of it.- It had been a long time since we had seen each other my friend,- he said after catching his breath.-What is this new custom of greeting customers?- he asked pointing at the elf who was still standing with his hand behind the back and an uncertain look on his face. When he finally turned sideways to the dragon it was easy to
